ASS/Ask him to fix your ankle
From Create Your Own Story
"Wait," you say. They both look over at you. "Please, it hurts. I won't run away again, I promise." Sevin turns to the incubus, who regards you in stony silence for several long moments.
"Go ahead, do it," he says finally. Sevin gathers up his smoking bowl and brings it over to you, placing it on the floor beside your swollen ankle. He unwraps the wet towel and places his hands on your ankle. It hurts and you grit your teeth against the pain. After a moment, his hands begin to glow and you feel a cold, prickly sensation in your foot. When the mage draws back, you ankle is still bruised, but the swelling is gone and you can rotate it from side to side without any pain.
"Thank you," you say.
"Anytime," Sevin says, giving you a smile that makes you distinctly uneasy. He gathers up his things, empties the smoking bowl into the fireplace, and turns to Isarik. "Now, about payment..."
"Help yourself," the incubus says, gesturing to you.
"Oh, it's going to cost more than that, I'm afraid," the mage says, "unless you intend to give him to me."
The incubus glances at you, as considering it.
